Swell Concert

Written 8 March, 2007

On the Town

Woo Hoo!

Chey ended the day considerably richer than she was when it began.

More than $3000 Lindens richer.

Like $13 U.S. richer.

And how?

Because she went to a concert.

Say what???

I won’t say who was playing or where I went, because for reasons which will soon become apparent I don’t want the place to be mobbed. But it was a great concert and a great venue.

I’ve had poor luck with ‘Sploder balls and usually don’t bother with them, but we were at the concert only a few minutes before I idly paid the ‘Sploder $25L.

Then it exploded and I won $2250 Lindens.

OMG! Freak out!

Axel told me he was my good luck charm. “You’ll have to take me with you all the time,” he said.

He may be right.

I bought into the ‘Sploder for the rest of the evening, and always won at least as much money as I put into it. My next biggest haul was $756, and that for a $20 donation.

I’m not quite sure how ‘Sploders work, but I’m now a fan.

I do have a theory. I think club owners sometimes seed their ‘Sploders, and I suspect that was happening big-time last night. Big time.

I was noticing big green balls falling from the ceiling and bouncing around on the floor, but I paid them no attention until Pam—did I say Pam? Until the entertainer I won’t be identifying in this blog remarked that walking into them caused them to release money. I was soon dashing again and again across the room, intercepting the green balls, which gave me anywhere between $L1 and $L20. Since there were a lot of balls and I was fairly nimble despite the considerable lag caused by the presence of nearly 20 avatars, I racked up a lot of Lindens—maybe a couple of hundred for each round of dropping balls.

Other avs, including Axel, were soon dashing after the balls as well. One scoundrel put on a pair of great wings and positioned himself in a likely spot—I considered that cheating; I could have turned myself into Godzilla if I had wanted (well, not exactly Godzilla, but a pretty big bipedal dragon). Instead, I would line myself up so I could walk over three or four balls and cross the room, then wheel and do it again. When avs would get in my way, I would knock them out of the way, the ones without movelock, anyway.

Teach THEM to get between Cheyenne and money!

It made me dizzy, but I made another six or seven hundred Lindens from those balls.

Axel didn’t do badly, either. “I made back the money I paid for my wardrobe,” he chortled.

Exuberance showed up toward the end of the concert, but she was online wireless in a motel and her laptop rezzes poorly under the best of circumstances. I barely took the time to type “Hi,” although I was careful not to knock her down in my frantic sweeps for green balls.

I had a great time; the money was the icing on the cake.

Well, a private conversation I had with my Sweetie was the real icing on the cake, but I’m not free to talk about the details. Let me just say it made me very happy.